Poem of the day

After War

by Louis Ginsberg

Like leaves a storm is furious at,

        Men flutter down in fields unfenced;

Yet Truth has a pact with nature that

        All Hate is powerless against.

 

As petals, crumbling to the ground,

        Cater to blossoms, mankind knows

The flower of Truth is lost and found

        In resurrection of the rose.

7 May

Sea Calligraphy

by Alison Bielski

the edge of sea marks the threshold of words

tide ripples explore dry sand-grains

foam writes capitals over stone

 

creates calligraphic seaweed

with ever-changing loops and scrolls

water fills cavities blocking hollows

 

so I salvage letters arranging them

into my pattern aligning

consonants with wind-blown vowels

 

to make full phrases. how deficient is

ruled paper, its mill-made smoothness

and bleached silence mock living forms

 

that rush and slither off salt rocks

now tracing glistening down-strokes

I meet these lines, feel my inadequate

 

pen struggling to summon sea images

only my regular breathing

brings life to this tidal poem

6 May

The Spider

by Anne Brechin

The spider

sees walls I don’t

 

walks up them

 

stops for a minute

and twirls, uncertain

 

of which world

it is in – the one

where it’s safe, feet

on solid ground

 

or else

the one where it hangs

 

impossibly

 

suspended

in nothingness.

 

Tonight, I’m clumsy

trying

 

to put my arms through walls,

through wood and concrete

 

until

I get enough bruises

to remind me

 

where my body ends

which world I’m in

 

that I only have

two legs

4 May

The Song of Resistance

by Kama Sywor Kamanda

3 May

The 70-Poet Challenge

Photograph image of Dylan Thomas bust surrounded by library stamp dates, with pale yellow background